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Тут найдется любой текст песни: Исполнитель: Pink
Песня: Raise Your Glass
Добавил: Гость
Pink – Raise Your Glass 0You can sound the alarm, You can call out your guards, You can fence in your yard, You can hold all the cards But I won't back down, Oh no I wont back down, oh no! Cadillac Sevilles, Coupe De Villes, Brain dead rims, yeah stupid wheels, Girl I'm too for real, Lose your tooth and nail Trying to fight it, Try to deny it - Stupid you will feel! What I do, I do it well, Shooting from the hip, Yeah boy, shoot to kill, Half a breath left on my death bed Screaming 'F that!!', Yeah super-ill, Baby what the deal? We can chill, split a half a pill And a Happy Meal, Fuck a steak slut, I'll cut my toes off And step on the receipt 'Fore I foot the bill. Listen garden tool, Don't make me introduce you To my power tool, You know the fucking drill, How you douche bags feel Knowing you're disposable? Summer's Eve, Massengill - Shady's got the mass appeal, Baby crank the shit Cause it's your goddamn jam! You said that you want Your punchlines A little more compact, Well shorty I'm that man, These other cats Ain't metaphorically Where I'm at man, I gave Bruce Wayne a Valium and said: 'Settle your fuckin ass down, I'm ready for combat man!' Get it? Calm, Batman, Nah, ain't nobody Who's as bomb and as nuts, Lines are like Mum's CAT-scans Cause they fucking go bananas, Honey I applaude that ass, Swear to God man These broads can't dance, Ma show 'em how it's done, Spazz like a goddamn Taz, yeah! [Hook - Pink] Girl shake that ass Like a donkey with Parkinsons, Make like Michael J Fox's In your drawers Playin with an etch-a-sketch, Betcha that you'll never guess Who's knocking at your door, People hit the floors, Yeah tonight ladies You gonna get divorced. Girl forget remorse, I'ma Hit you broads with Chris's force Like you pissed him off, Talented with the tongue muthfucker, You ain't gotta lick in yours, Hittin' licks Like I'm robbin liquor stores, Makin' cash registers Shit their drawers, Think you spit the rawest? I'm an uncooked slab of beef Laying on your kitchen floor, Otherwords I'm off the meat rack! Bring the beat back, Bring me two extention cords, I'mma measure my dick, Shit I need 6 inches more, Fuck, my dick's big bitch, Need I remind you that I don't need the fucking swine flu To be a sick pig? You're addicted, I'm dope, I'm the longest needle around here, Need a fix ock? I'm the big shot, get it dick-snots? You're just small pokes, Little pricks, Girl you think That other prick's hot? I'll drink gasoline And eat a lit match ‘Fore I sit back And let him get hotter, Better call the cops on him Quick fast, Shady's right back On your bitch ass, White trash with half a 6-pack In his hatchback, Trailer hitch attached To the back, dispatch! [Pink - Chorus] Bitch am I the reason that Your boyfriend stopped rapping? Does a bird chirp, Lil Wayne Slurps syrup til he burps And smokes purp, Does a wordsearch, Gets circles wrapped around it Like you do when I come through? I'd like you to remind yourself Of what the fuck I can do When I'm on the mic Oh your the kind of girl That I can take a liking to, psych!! I'm spiking you like a football, Been this way since I've Stood a foot tall, You're a good catch With a shitty spouse, Got a pretty mouth and a good jaw, Gimme good brain, Watch the wood-grain, Don't want no cum stain... Bitch you listening? Tryna turn me down, Slut I'm talking to you, Turn me back up, Rya |
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